Good Afternoon! So, I am sitting watching NCIS and blogging,....(another thing I never thought I'd ever do!) Today went pretty well, considering I had to take my young son to the dentist for a checkup. I've noticed that the stuff they put on his teeth last, just about makes him throw up. I had him rinse his mouth in the bathroom and then we went to get some lunch. Poor lil' guy.
Anyway, I did get some items listed this morning before leaving. I'm pretty excited about my new ventures. I've now started with Baby Bodysuits with cute things on them! Here's a picture & LINK! (click here)
What do you have planned for Easter? We will be visiting a local church for a service. I made a pretty spring colored skirt and I'm going to make a purple top so I can wear it Sunday. I'm hoping I can acquire a pair of white cute pumps to match. What traditions does your family have for Easter? We always go to church, come home and eat lunch, then have an Egg Hunt for the lil' ones.
Do you know the real meaning of Easter?
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Susie Homemaker Much?!
Ok, so in the last couple of years, I started making jewelry.... now within the last month I am now sewing up a storm. I finally got over my fear of "the machine" and now I am Master of it. haha It sure does feel good to be able to say "I want to create..... a skirt" and a few hours later, wearing the skirt! It's actually about time I started sewing; my grandmother sewed for many years for a living and even has some "bridal party" bears in a museum in central Florida.I just wish I had the time before she passed in 2003 to glean from her all of her sewing knowledge. Being that I am a stay at home mom, I seem to have picked up some valuable life skills along the way, that I never thought I would have 5 years ago.
If you were to ask me 5 years ago where I thought I'd be today, I would have told you "in an ice rink Coaching ( figure skating ) and fully involved in ministry." Well, neither of those are a possibility right since there won't be a rink around here until 2014 and we currently aren't going to church anywhere. Long Story for another time. But, as I reflect on all of this, I have a wonderful son with my awesome husband, I've become a Darn good cook and doing Some baking, I make jewelry and sell it, Now making clothing & accessories that are for sale, we are in a nice spacious house, finally...
So, along the way, I guess you could say I've become a "Susie Homemaker" that I never thought possible. I have also learned that when talking to other women never to mention "Religion, Politics, or that you are a SAHM"... for some reason the women treat you differently, of which I don't understand. Either way, it doesn't change who or what I am. I am proud to be a SAHM who finally knows how to make clothing, make my own jewelry, cook, clean, etc. (Maybe that's why they treat me different? ) I've always been "a loner" of sorts.... never fitting into any group. I have now learned to take that in stride and pretty much have given up on "trying" to make friends. If I make friends, so be it, if not.... no worries. An analogy I thought of was "When you are 'trying' to get pregnant, it doesn't happen,... but the moment you Stop 'trying', bingo, you are with child!"
Today, I finally made a "chore chart" in Photoshop. I saw a cool one last night at "Staples" that was made from wood and had magnets, but it was $20 and I didn't want to dish out that kind of money when I know 30 - 40 small pieces would end up lost over the next 2 weeks. With the design I saw in mind, I created one customized to our living and for FREE. haha I will share it here and I already uploaded a blank to Pinterest.com .... feel free to download and use it if you want! I also have a Blank one made too....
So, that wraps up today's blog!
Atomic Cat Creations (sewn items)
Handcrafted Jewelry by me!
If you were to ask me 5 years ago where I thought I'd be today, I would have told you "in an ice rink Coaching ( figure skating ) and fully involved in ministry." Well, neither of those are a possibility right since there won't be a rink around here until 2014 and we currently aren't going to church anywhere. Long Story for another time. But, as I reflect on all of this, I have a wonderful son with my awesome husband, I've become a Darn good cook and doing Some baking, I make jewelry and sell it, Now making clothing & accessories that are for sale, we are in a nice spacious house, finally...
So, along the way, I guess you could say I've become a "Susie Homemaker" that I never thought possible. I have also learned that when talking to other women never to mention "Religion, Politics, or that you are a SAHM"... for some reason the women treat you differently, of which I don't understand. Either way, it doesn't change who or what I am. I am proud to be a SAHM who finally knows how to make clothing, make my own jewelry, cook, clean, etc. (Maybe that's why they treat me different? ) I've always been "a loner" of sorts.... never fitting into any group. I have now learned to take that in stride and pretty much have given up on "trying" to make friends. If I make friends, so be it, if not.... no worries. An analogy I thought of was "When you are 'trying' to get pregnant, it doesn't happen,... but the moment you Stop 'trying', bingo, you are with child!"
Today, I finally made a "chore chart" in Photoshop. I saw a cool one last night at "Staples" that was made from wood and had magnets, but it was $20 and I didn't want to dish out that kind of money when I know 30 - 40 small pieces would end up lost over the next 2 weeks. With the design I saw in mind, I created one customized to our living and for FREE. haha I will share it here and I already uploaded a blank to Pinterest.com .... feel free to download and use it if you want! I also have a Blank one made too....
So, that wraps up today's blog!
Atomic Cat Creations (sewn items)
Handcrafted Jewelry by me!
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Sunday, March 24, 2013
Married or not, READ this!
I read this on facebook and had to share it!
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MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS ...
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. If you are not in a relationship now, remember this for the second (or third) time around. It's never too late.
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥
Creator : Prince Akhiro Sangukho
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MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS ...
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. If you are not in a relationship now, remember this for the second (or third) time around. It's never too late.
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥
Creator : Prince Akhiro Sangukho
Saturday, March 23, 2013
The World Goes On
Hello all!
It's been a very long time since I've "Blogged", but I just wanted to say hello and show you some of what has been taking up my time! But, before I get ahead of myself, let me start from .....well, somewhere in the beginning.
We lived in a place for over 2 1/2 years and while there, I began making jewelry. I got hooked on making jewelry and I now sell it online, in consignment stores and soon at a Comic Con! We moved out of the tiny dwelling into something... BIGGER. We only stayed at that place for 3 months because it was highly expensive to TRY to warm ( of which we never achieved! ) and we were constantly sick from being in the cold. When I say Cold, I mean 30* outside and a HIGH of 65* in the house! That just doesn't cut it; especially when you have to constantly wear a house coat and shoes 24/7! So, we packed up and moved into the city which is much closer to my husband's work. He really enjoys that as well as I do! It means he's home within a few minutes, not a half hour after calling me!
We are now happy and well Warm in this "new" place. I have my own craft room and it Sure is nice not having to put everything away every time I work on something! Within the last couple of weeks, I have discovered the world of sewing and the inspiration for it! I have sewn before but was intimidated by it since I have no one to turn to for help should I get stuck. I have now overcome that and made my first skirt from a pattern! I now have 2 skirts and am selling 2 more! I have made numerous cat & dog toys, of which I listed today and I can't wait to see what the future holds for more projects!
So, that is the skinny on what I've been up to. :)
Check out my shops! ( links below)
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